Sunday, 10 May 2009

Pizza night!

Ordinarily, mother doesn't view pizza as a proper meal, but I managed to convince her that it was a good idea. Usually I lack the patience to let the dough rise properly, roll it into thin, individual bases and leave again for a short while to rise (which is why in the past everyone's ended up with two gargantuan, doughy pizzas to share). Thank goodness I did it properly this time - the end result was a lovely crisp base. The oven, which is usually a sort of nemesis, was fantastic at cooking the individual bases to perfection when on at full blast. I also chucked in a few sausages since the family are dedicated carnivores and would miss the protein in an otherwise carb-rich meal.The adults had spinach and sausage pizzas, the kids had theirs plain (apart from sister no.2, who is infatuated with onions in any form) with sausages on the side. I was thoroughly disgusting, and went slightly overboard with a vile - yet sooo delicious - topping of spinach, pineapple and jalapenos. I know, I know. But I enjoyed it ;D We ate it with a simple mixed-leaf salad with very finely sliced red onion. Unfortuently everyone ate their pizza with such gusto that I didn't have time to get a photo before it was demolished.

Tomorrow: something with lamb shanks.P.S. you can find the pizza dough recipe here. It specifies the use of a bread maker, but you can do everything by hand which is what I did.